Day 11 - Monday 27th May Lucy's head was thumping when she woke up the next morning. She had obviously had too much wine the previous night. She wasn't used to drinking either, so too much for her wasn't exactly lots. They had shared two bottles between them, and Christina drank more than she did, but that thought didn't really help her. It took her a whil...
Lyn and I lived parallel lives for seventeen years, the same school, same class and same church, etc. After high school I went interstate to college and it wasn't until we were in our mid twenties that we met again; a blind date arranged by mutual friends. One would describe Lyn as pretty rather than a great beauty; she ditched her heavy spectacles for a m...
This story is a work of fiction solely from the twisted mind of Chromex. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters are of at least 18 years of age unless otherwise specifically mentioned. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or total, without the author's permission. * I really couldn't get out of th...
Thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for their editing. They always make my stories a much better read. I was so tired of traveling. All I ever did was go from one office to the other, each one having its own crisis. You would think that by now with all the time I spent showing those idiots how to do it right, they would catch on. But no, alway...
Pt. 14: Desolation JUSQU'AU BOUTISTE Avery was one of Carter's best friends, despite having only known him for a year. Given that, it was a big disappointment when he learned that Avery had resigned from Warren & Hines. The office was not going to be the same without him. Fortunately, Avery still lived in the same neighborhood, and he always carved out som...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Having driven all night to get to the family farm, Shavonda was soon fast asleep while I, having slept during the long drive down, was wide awake. In the darkness I gazed at the dark, naked form beside me. I ran my hands over her body. God, I wanted her right now, I wanted to be inside her, to feel her body squeeze around me as I gently thrust into her, Inst...
Pt. 1 - Martin's Story Christie and I had been seeing each other for almost two years. We'd both been through difficult divorces. Hers' far worse than mine, though mine was no picnic. My ex developed paranoid schizophrenia early during our second year of marriage, while were seniors in college. I tried hard to help her, to save our marriage but to no avai...
Our Love Is Like A Ship On The Ocean Mary leaned on the bumper of Alvin's Subaru in the pick up area of the Portland Jetport. The clouds that had brought morning showers had parted to reveal a bright spring sky. Just let it stay sunny for the next three days, she thought. Her phone buzzed and she looked at the screen. It was a text from her brother, Robby....
Dr. Ruth Rabinowitz, the sixty-two-year-old owner of the Westside Reproductive Center, sat at her desk finishing up the last of her paperwork for the day. Even though it was only Wednesday, she was already looking forward to the weekend and spending some time in her garden. In truth, she despised her job, but the money was quite good, and unlike others in th...